Hey, so here I am, shaking from the three coffees I've had today but anyway. As I've been in this Starbucks 3 minutes off campus listening to jazz and reading Shakespeare I remembered I wrote something in my notebook that I meant to post when I was home but totally forgot. So in the name of procrastination here you go. It's a little poem I wrote on the plane flying home so I hope you like it.
For the Sunlight Girl
For the Sunlight girl there were only ever shadows
she shown and shown but couldn't help but know
behind every glowing surface was a shadow
For the Sunlight girl the sky was her home
the clouds and birds were her friends
she saw the world like no one else
helped arguing storms to make amends
Without the Sunlight girl things would be awfully bleak
never knowing how many days turned into weeks
never knowing growing like bread without heat
Never standing, grab a chair, pull up a seat
to watch the earth spin as to walk with no feet, what a feat
to say the least, of which is that darkness that stayed asleep
has come out to creep around
and push back the turned backs of these turnstiles, burned backs.
Black Jack, there's a winner in this rat pack,
bundle up the knapsack and let me hear the clip clap,
the clip clap of the feet down the street
the street with the lights out in the middle of the day
the electric bill overdraft the landlord didn't pay
this debt with the Sunlight girl will stay
as the world spins around her
faster and faster
until she finally blinks and it's dark
and over.
It's very stream of conscious but that's kinda what I was going for,
Heavily influenced by George Watsky's new album xInfinity
Talk soon (hopefully)
Fonts
Saturday, October 15, 2016
Monday, August 8, 2016
Writing for the Sake of Writing
So it's kind of weird when you think about it... The little things you remember and the big things you forget, the choices you make consciously and unconsciously all affect you relationships with others people. Sometimes one of the parties involved can have no idea that the dynamic is the way it is, and other times i can be painfully obvious to both which creates an atmosphere that both know needs to be addressed yet neither knows how to yet.Of course ladies and gentle folk I am alluding to a presence that has been ever too obvious in several of our lives today. It splits friend groups and brings to light things you never knew you knew about yourself or others. It is...
The album writing process.
Contrary to popular belief I did not name this blog because it was the only profession that started with a B that I could remember. I do play bass and I'm in a band, and we write.. um... sporadically to put it nicely. So back in October of 2015 it was decided that December 2015 would be a good time to record our new EP... (@fontsfrom2015 ....HA YOU ARE WRONG) It was a good time to write music, in fact I believe what we wrote is some of the best we've ever written, but the time it took to write I think is where the crap hit the fan. With three members in college getting ideas together for songs before December was hard enough, toss in a broken guitar and some money issues and you have my final week of 2015. It was a sight to behold because out of mental physical and emotional exhaustion came some fan-freakin-tastic music that we are really proud of, But man did it come at a price of some late night arguments and probably more than a few lines being crossed.
But why should you, the carefree reader of this really obscure and quite nonsensical blog, care?
We because I'm a firm believer that music is a reflection of the human soul and condition and that listening and making and singing along to music are some of the easiest ways to get to know who people are at their core. That's why people's musical tastes change with time yet there are go-to's for people that can always get a knowing nod of approval. So basically what today's round about lesson comes back to is that if there is some stuff you're going through, try to use some music to figure it out. Not in the "Say Anything" kind of way where you put your every hope on a single longshot connection. Try to look into what that person, and yourself are really all about and weigh your options from there. This past winter I think my band and I exercised some demons only to open some new issues up to the light. But that's always the way it's going to be.
Semi-related to this is my realization about TV shows. You are always going to finish a TV show upset, especially a Sit Com for one simple reason. Happiness is boring, short fleeting moments are memorable sure, but sustained happiness of couples and groups are boring to audiences so there will always be another break up or back stab or something of that nature. And life is a lot like that, every decision you make will solve some problems and create some new ones, the forever running TV show of our lives will always have great character development with a pretty average plot and some twists and surprise guest stars that really make it special.
I always find it funny that the first half of the seasons of a show are usually the best before the later seasons change some of the formula and eventually end, like I mentioned, usually disappointingly. Right now we are in the early seasons of our shows, the jokes aren't stale yet, in fact some of the best jokes haven't even been thought of yet. The plot can be chaotic at times but the characters always seem to make it out so we might as well enjoy the glory days before the director leaves after a cliffhanger 4th season leaving the new writers a near impossible plot to salvage properly... but I digress.
This post seems to have gotten a little off track but let me see if I can sum it up for you neatly with a bow: Life is complicated and messy and will rarely be wrapped up neatly for you so you have do some improvising and ad libbing but life is pretty cool because if you keep your head up and make it through your gonna look back and have some pretty cool reruns to watch.
Thanks for bearing with me through that
a pleasure as always,
Fonts
Maya, Maya, bo bya, bananafana fo fya, mi my mo maya, MAYA! (Told you I'd do it)
The album writing process.
Contrary to popular belief I did not name this blog because it was the only profession that started with a B that I could remember. I do play bass and I'm in a band, and we write.. um... sporadically to put it nicely. So back in October of 2015 it was decided that December 2015 would be a good time to record our new EP... (@fontsfrom2015 ....HA YOU ARE WRONG) It was a good time to write music, in fact I believe what we wrote is some of the best we've ever written, but the time it took to write I think is where the crap hit the fan. With three members in college getting ideas together for songs before December was hard enough, toss in a broken guitar and some money issues and you have my final week of 2015. It was a sight to behold because out of mental physical and emotional exhaustion came some fan-freakin-tastic music that we are really proud of, But man did it come at a price of some late night arguments and probably more than a few lines being crossed.
But why should you, the carefree reader of this really obscure and quite nonsensical blog, care?
We because I'm a firm believer that music is a reflection of the human soul and condition and that listening and making and singing along to music are some of the easiest ways to get to know who people are at their core. That's why people's musical tastes change with time yet there are go-to's for people that can always get a knowing nod of approval. So basically what today's round about lesson comes back to is that if there is some stuff you're going through, try to use some music to figure it out. Not in the "Say Anything" kind of way where you put your every hope on a single longshot connection. Try to look into what that person, and yourself are really all about and weigh your options from there. This past winter I think my band and I exercised some demons only to open some new issues up to the light. But that's always the way it's going to be.
Semi-related to this is my realization about TV shows. You are always going to finish a TV show upset, especially a Sit Com for one simple reason. Happiness is boring, short fleeting moments are memorable sure, but sustained happiness of couples and groups are boring to audiences so there will always be another break up or back stab or something of that nature. And life is a lot like that, every decision you make will solve some problems and create some new ones, the forever running TV show of our lives will always have great character development with a pretty average plot and some twists and surprise guest stars that really make it special.
I always find it funny that the first half of the seasons of a show are usually the best before the later seasons change some of the formula and eventually end, like I mentioned, usually disappointingly. Right now we are in the early seasons of our shows, the jokes aren't stale yet, in fact some of the best jokes haven't even been thought of yet. The plot can be chaotic at times but the characters always seem to make it out so we might as well enjoy the glory days before the director leaves after a cliffhanger 4th season leaving the new writers a near impossible plot to salvage properly... but I digress.
This post seems to have gotten a little off track but let me see if I can sum it up for you neatly with a bow: Life is complicated and messy and will rarely be wrapped up neatly for you so you have do some improvising and ad libbing but life is pretty cool because if you keep your head up and make it through your gonna look back and have some pretty cool reruns to watch.
Thanks for bearing with me through that
a pleasure as always,
Fonts
Maya, Maya, bo bya, bananafana fo fya, mi my mo maya, MAYA! (Told you I'd do it)
Sunday, July 17, 2016
Black and Green
So, I know, I know, I haven't posted in a while and truly I don't know why I'm writing tonight other than I had one too many ideas to wait for another night. It's weird, I know but whatever gets the fingers moving and the keys pressed.
First of all I had a fun if not tiring day at Six Flags New England which was spent on 2 roller coasters and a patio bench with 3 beers and some ice cream, it was the kind of relaxing afternoon I needed away from my day job of babysitting twelve year olds at my high school's summer program. Slightly inebriated Fonts really likes to think about far out and seemingly meaningless things, like why I picked black and green as my blog's background and why I'm in a band. Questions I'm sure your sitting at the edge of your seats waiting to be answered so I'll obliged you.
To be frank, the aesthetic appeal (or lack there of) of my blog was a seemingly random choice I made in 2014 when I started my blog and have never really felt like changing. But today semi-buzzed I realize those colors have a kinda funny connection to my blog. I have two notebooks I take most places, one is a small, moleskin covered BLACK personal journal. I've written in it at all hours of the day and it's still only a quarter full, it has diary like entries from vacations, it has my musings on life, the after life and death, it even has a song idea or two or fifty written down but never preformed in there. It's really an emotional and artistic catch all for my life, it's mostly pencil because I like the way pencil feels on the paper better than pen, also pencil never bleeds through. Honestly without this book I probably would have a lot more posts on this blog and a lot more worried text messages from friends who mean well, but I try to keep to myself for my mostly personal situations, whether that's for better or worse I'll probably never know. But as I wrote on the first page encase I ever lost it "If lost, enjoy, I hope it's a good read, your humble scribe" So that's really the deal from my black book, and rereading it tonight, I've had a lot of very high highs and seemingly bottomless lows in the last year, but I, and everyone I know and may or may not mention in the book are here too and that's a win.
As for my green note book, I'm pretty sure I've mentioned it before, it's more of a sketch book/ big song writing ideas book, it's a full college notebook who's class I hated so I never took notes and instead started filling with song ideas and sketches. Eventually I decided my scraps of sketches I kept in a folder would be better organized in this notebook's pockets, so there they remain, all originals except one female head shot a good friend of mine once doodled down while we were all sitting in my bed room. It's weird but even though the page it's drawn on was ripped out of the notebook it always seems apart but separate from the collection, probably because it's not mine and maybe even because it's so much better than what I surround it with. No matter the reason, it's special, I love it and I look at it or think about it pretty frequently for artistic inspiration. That's pretty much it for the green book, I go to it less to add stuff because it's really reserved for big inspiration and also I don't carry it everywhere like my other one XD.
So that's a little sneak peak inside my soul and a cheap cop out to why I haven't been writing as often. But you've been a good audience so I'm going to leave you with a treat, some excerpts from the black book that I liked upon rereading the whole thing.
"The strangest juxtaposition ever is my longing to sit alone and read and listen to music, but at the same time, do it with other people"
"As sure as the leaves will fall before winter, I promise I'll make it back before spring, come hell or high water the best I can offer is a chance to start over"
"First of September, someone go set Billy Joe's alarm"
"meet a cute girl who kinda likes me, wants to talk about music, maybe life, maybe a little too much"
"But art is so cool"
"I put on this act like this stuff doesn't bother me, but it's really what keeps me up at night"
"So C is dating this Shelby chick (we'll see how that goes)"
"Well honestly, fuck the Dreyfus Affair and everything associated with it"
"probably going to miss the beginning of the Mets game, thanks Obama"
"What's up nig nogs, it's 1:30 on a Thursday and I'm in the library because I suck at writing papers"
"I feel like when I meet her, I'll know, then the songs'll make more sense" (I realize now I stole this from a TV show, if you know which one, you're a huge nerd)
"Life, as a life, has so much to offer in only so much time, so much more than 7 little memories, 7 guesses at what's to come" (excerpt from "7 Little Memories" a short poem I wrote and showed someone once)
"Running is only the answer if a race is the question, against the clock or the demons chasing you in your head. Come out and share your struggles, your fears, your doubts, I doubt I'll find fault in the lines of your face or your hands or your hair"
"My life seems to be a series of fortunate events strategically placed pointing in every direction but true happiness"
Sleep well, drink some good coffee, and stay in touch,
MF
PS. Wanna give a little shout out to someone who's been going through some stuff: I think we'll hit that 7 year mark with room to spare, I'm confident we are good for that
First of all I had a fun if not tiring day at Six Flags New England which was spent on 2 roller coasters and a patio bench with 3 beers and some ice cream, it was the kind of relaxing afternoon I needed away from my day job of babysitting twelve year olds at my high school's summer program. Slightly inebriated Fonts really likes to think about far out and seemingly meaningless things, like why I picked black and green as my blog's background and why I'm in a band. Questions I'm sure your sitting at the edge of your seats waiting to be answered so I'll obliged you.
To be frank, the aesthetic appeal (or lack there of) of my blog was a seemingly random choice I made in 2014 when I started my blog and have never really felt like changing. But today semi-buzzed I realize those colors have a kinda funny connection to my blog. I have two notebooks I take most places, one is a small, moleskin covered BLACK personal journal. I've written in it at all hours of the day and it's still only a quarter full, it has diary like entries from vacations, it has my musings on life, the after life and death, it even has a song idea or two or fifty written down but never preformed in there. It's really an emotional and artistic catch all for my life, it's mostly pencil because I like the way pencil feels on the paper better than pen, also pencil never bleeds through. Honestly without this book I probably would have a lot more posts on this blog and a lot more worried text messages from friends who mean well, but I try to keep to myself for my mostly personal situations, whether that's for better or worse I'll probably never know. But as I wrote on the first page encase I ever lost it "If lost, enjoy, I hope it's a good read, your humble scribe" So that's really the deal from my black book, and rereading it tonight, I've had a lot of very high highs and seemingly bottomless lows in the last year, but I, and everyone I know and may or may not mention in the book are here too and that's a win.
As for my green note book, I'm pretty sure I've mentioned it before, it's more of a sketch book/ big song writing ideas book, it's a full college notebook who's class I hated so I never took notes and instead started filling with song ideas and sketches. Eventually I decided my scraps of sketches I kept in a folder would be better organized in this notebook's pockets, so there they remain, all originals except one female head shot a good friend of mine once doodled down while we were all sitting in my bed room. It's weird but even though the page it's drawn on was ripped out of the notebook it always seems apart but separate from the collection, probably because it's not mine and maybe even because it's so much better than what I surround it with. No matter the reason, it's special, I love it and I look at it or think about it pretty frequently for artistic inspiration. That's pretty much it for the green book, I go to it less to add stuff because it's really reserved for big inspiration and also I don't carry it everywhere like my other one XD.
So that's a little sneak peak inside my soul and a cheap cop out to why I haven't been writing as often. But you've been a good audience so I'm going to leave you with a treat, some excerpts from the black book that I liked upon rereading the whole thing.
"The strangest juxtaposition ever is my longing to sit alone and read and listen to music, but at the same time, do it with other people"
"As sure as the leaves will fall before winter, I promise I'll make it back before spring, come hell or high water the best I can offer is a chance to start over"
"First of September, someone go set Billy Joe's alarm"
"meet a cute girl who kinda likes me, wants to talk about music, maybe life, maybe a little too much"
"But art is so cool"
"I put on this act like this stuff doesn't bother me, but it's really what keeps me up at night"
"So C is dating this Shelby chick (we'll see how that goes)"
"Well honestly, fuck the Dreyfus Affair and everything associated with it"
"probably going to miss the beginning of the Mets game, thanks Obama"
"What's up nig nogs, it's 1:30 on a Thursday and I'm in the library because I suck at writing papers"
"I feel like when I meet her, I'll know, then the songs'll make more sense" (I realize now I stole this from a TV show, if you know which one, you're a huge nerd)
"Life, as a life, has so much to offer in only so much time, so much more than 7 little memories, 7 guesses at what's to come" (excerpt from "7 Little Memories" a short poem I wrote and showed someone once)
"Running is only the answer if a race is the question, against the clock or the demons chasing you in your head. Come out and share your struggles, your fears, your doubts, I doubt I'll find fault in the lines of your face or your hands or your hair"
"My life seems to be a series of fortunate events strategically placed pointing in every direction but true happiness"
Sleep well, drink some good coffee, and stay in touch,
MF
PS. Wanna give a little shout out to someone who's been going through some stuff: I think we'll hit that 7 year mark with room to spare, I'm confident we are good for that
Friday, May 13, 2016
Life @ 20
So just in case y'all haven't heard, I've turned 20 recently and it really has had me thinking the last couple nights about a lot of things.
20 is weird because you really can't do anything new that you couldn't do when you were 19 but their's something about being in your 20's that makes you do some self examining. Such as who you know and how and why you know them. What you've accomplished, both professionally and casually. Maybe even what you've failed to do. My turning 20 means that by the end of July my brothers will be 17 and 13, which is weird because when I was 17 I hadn't even started playing bass yet, and when I was 13 I had a better chance of being starting pitcher for the Mets than being a rock star. So that alone has had me thinking about how much can and probably will change between the time I'm 23 and 27, life times seemingly switch on you and it's really incredible.
But funny enough the more you change the more you seem to stay the same. Sure my music taste has altered slightly since Junior year of High School and maybe I've lost some hair up top but everything still seems to be in working order for the most part. The people I'm closest with are changing too but this kind of change isn't disheartening in the slightest, I get a sort of fatherly pride when I see how my younger friends are turning out, it really is a sight to behold. Sure I'm drifting away from some, but I'm confident that if I had to, my best friends could be assembled in a day tops.
Personally, after two years of college, frankly I'm terrified. I've filed taxes and have an apartment waiting for me back at school in August if that's not 100cc's of responsibility I don't know what is. Life is moving so quickly and as much as I try to take everything in stride and going with the flow, sometimes I worry. I worry if I'm not doing enough to make my life a life worth living, or worse, that I'm wasting time on things that I could be doing better or somewhere else, or with someone else. I'm constantly double checking my past decisions to see if there are improvements to be made. Sometimes I think to myself "wow I can't wait to be a parent, that will be so amazing" but at other times I wonder how I'm keeping myself together, let alone a family. There's still so much of the world and myself left to explore and learn about and question but with every year I feel like I get a tick of freedom but lose two ticks of available time. When I think about the future the best thing I can describe it as is an eclipse. It's a bright fucking star shining right in my eyes, with a big black hole of mystery covering 90% of it and if I look at it for too long I get a massive headache.
I'm even feeling older as we speak. 11:19pm has me feeling gassed and I woke up at 10am this morning. Between my need for sleep and my desire to read books I fear the end is neigh. But all things considered life at 20 seems both all it's cracked up to be but also dreadfully lacking, but lets see what the next 360 days of 20 have to offer, perhaps then I can see a little more clearly... or not, because my 21st birthday will be immediately followed by a period of mild to severe confusion... but that's future me's problem.
As always,
Best,
Your Late Night Problem Solver
20 is weird because you really can't do anything new that you couldn't do when you were 19 but their's something about being in your 20's that makes you do some self examining. Such as who you know and how and why you know them. What you've accomplished, both professionally and casually. Maybe even what you've failed to do. My turning 20 means that by the end of July my brothers will be 17 and 13, which is weird because when I was 17 I hadn't even started playing bass yet, and when I was 13 I had a better chance of being starting pitcher for the Mets than being a rock star. So that alone has had me thinking about how much can and probably will change between the time I'm 23 and 27, life times seemingly switch on you and it's really incredible.
But funny enough the more you change the more you seem to stay the same. Sure my music taste has altered slightly since Junior year of High School and maybe I've lost some hair up top but everything still seems to be in working order for the most part. The people I'm closest with are changing too but this kind of change isn't disheartening in the slightest, I get a sort of fatherly pride when I see how my younger friends are turning out, it really is a sight to behold. Sure I'm drifting away from some, but I'm confident that if I had to, my best friends could be assembled in a day tops.
Personally, after two years of college, frankly I'm terrified. I've filed taxes and have an apartment waiting for me back at school in August if that's not 100cc's of responsibility I don't know what is. Life is moving so quickly and as much as I try to take everything in stride and going with the flow, sometimes I worry. I worry if I'm not doing enough to make my life a life worth living, or worse, that I'm wasting time on things that I could be doing better or somewhere else, or with someone else. I'm constantly double checking my past decisions to see if there are improvements to be made. Sometimes I think to myself "wow I can't wait to be a parent, that will be so amazing" but at other times I wonder how I'm keeping myself together, let alone a family. There's still so much of the world and myself left to explore and learn about and question but with every year I feel like I get a tick of freedom but lose two ticks of available time. When I think about the future the best thing I can describe it as is an eclipse. It's a bright fucking star shining right in my eyes, with a big black hole of mystery covering 90% of it and if I look at it for too long I get a massive headache.
I'm even feeling older as we speak. 11:19pm has me feeling gassed and I woke up at 10am this morning. Between my need for sleep and my desire to read books I fear the end is neigh. But all things considered life at 20 seems both all it's cracked up to be but also dreadfully lacking, but lets see what the next 360 days of 20 have to offer, perhaps then I can see a little more clearly... or not, because my 21st birthday will be immediately followed by a period of mild to severe confusion... but that's future me's problem.
As always,
Best,
Your Late Night Problem Solver
Tuesday, April 19, 2016
Life Sucks and Then You...
Like most blog posts this is coming in the light of some heavy procrastination but I will not here any complains about it.
Recently it has come to my attention that it is that time of year when people have to face up to the fact that maybe life isn't quite working out the way they pictured back at New Years. This could mean new relationships or lack there of, a single decision seemingly controlling your whole life, a future that you aren't sure you signed up for or maybe you've just been really struggling to put one foot in front of the other recently. I get where y'all are coming from, and I am no better and there are plenty of times I have been staring at the ceiling at 3am wondering what the hell is wrong with me, hell I could do it tonight... who knows. What I do know is that sleepless night after sleepless night I've stared out the window and inevitably the sun has come up whether I want it to or not.
Now my playing in a band has really changed my outlook on life in the last few years and it was the big inspiration behind the name of this blog. I think what music, especially the kind of music that informs punk music, has to offer is a couple different aspects on how to deal with different situations because punk rock is very emotional and tapped into how regular people think about and handle them. So today I was thinking about songs that have had me banging my head lately and how they can help out some friends. First "Smooth Seas Don't Make Good Sailors" by Neck Deep is a song that I admittedly took some time to get into before it took over my life. It's chorus is something that I think everyone deserves to hear every once and a while:
"The World's a fucked up place, but it depends on how you see it, life is full change, you grow up and then you feel it."
What I first and foremost love about this is just how truthful it is. A lot of the time people will tell you that things aren't so bad and all you feel is that they don't understand... Neck Deep understands. But it's more than that. "It depends on how you see it" tells you that yeah life sucks but that doesn't mean it's pointless.
After Neck Deep, the band Broadside has been my jam recently. Their song Story Teller has just been in my head for days and I think I know why. It's a self reflective tale of a guy who just hasn't had things go his way. He doesn't trust himself in love or really anything else. But the chorus he does a pretty good job rationalizing to himself his short comings.
"Cause I'm not a liar, maybe a story teller, but when I promised you the world I was just trying to make it better."
So don't take your loses too hard, especially if you were trying, there will always be a next day, this is a lesson I have to remind myself of all too often. I find myself pinned up against dead line after dead line with no end in sight and I just get so tired. So I wish it would all end. But life sucks then I keep going.
The Last song that has been with me since it came out in 2005 (that's 11 years of attachment for Fonts) is Over My Head by The Fray. This song is pretty much the combination of all the angsty middle school memories I've ever had combined with all my success stories of cramming and barely squeaking by I have. It really is up there with a couple Fray songs that lie very close to my heart and that get me going on those dark days.
"Everyone knows I'm in, Over my head, Over my head, With eight seconds left in overtime, She's on your mind"
This is the song I chose to end with because to me it has so many different meanings. "She" can be literally anyone or anything going on in your life that your trying to get over and that life just won't let you. So That's why this song means so much to me because by the end of the song it seems the singer is still in his position but he's going to try his best to get there.
And that's all you can ever ask of someone.
Always remember: Life Sucks, but it's gonna be a while before you die, so still try and make the most of it. -Fonts 2016
Love and Good Vibes always,
Fonts
Recently it has come to my attention that it is that time of year when people have to face up to the fact that maybe life isn't quite working out the way they pictured back at New Years. This could mean new relationships or lack there of, a single decision seemingly controlling your whole life, a future that you aren't sure you signed up for or maybe you've just been really struggling to put one foot in front of the other recently. I get where y'all are coming from, and I am no better and there are plenty of times I have been staring at the ceiling at 3am wondering what the hell is wrong with me, hell I could do it tonight... who knows. What I do know is that sleepless night after sleepless night I've stared out the window and inevitably the sun has come up whether I want it to or not.
Now my playing in a band has really changed my outlook on life in the last few years and it was the big inspiration behind the name of this blog. I think what music, especially the kind of music that informs punk music, has to offer is a couple different aspects on how to deal with different situations because punk rock is very emotional and tapped into how regular people think about and handle them. So today I was thinking about songs that have had me banging my head lately and how they can help out some friends. First "Smooth Seas Don't Make Good Sailors" by Neck Deep is a song that I admittedly took some time to get into before it took over my life. It's chorus is something that I think everyone deserves to hear every once and a while:
"The World's a fucked up place, but it depends on how you see it, life is full change, you grow up and then you feel it."
What I first and foremost love about this is just how truthful it is. A lot of the time people will tell you that things aren't so bad and all you feel is that they don't understand... Neck Deep understands. But it's more than that. "It depends on how you see it" tells you that yeah life sucks but that doesn't mean it's pointless.
After Neck Deep, the band Broadside has been my jam recently. Their song Story Teller has just been in my head for days and I think I know why. It's a self reflective tale of a guy who just hasn't had things go his way. He doesn't trust himself in love or really anything else. But the chorus he does a pretty good job rationalizing to himself his short comings.
"Cause I'm not a liar, maybe a story teller, but when I promised you the world I was just trying to make it better."
So don't take your loses too hard, especially if you were trying, there will always be a next day, this is a lesson I have to remind myself of all too often. I find myself pinned up against dead line after dead line with no end in sight and I just get so tired. So I wish it would all end. But life sucks then I keep going.
The Last song that has been with me since it came out in 2005 (that's 11 years of attachment for Fonts) is Over My Head by The Fray. This song is pretty much the combination of all the angsty middle school memories I've ever had combined with all my success stories of cramming and barely squeaking by I have. It really is up there with a couple Fray songs that lie very close to my heart and that get me going on those dark days.
"Everyone knows I'm in, Over my head, Over my head, With eight seconds left in overtime, She's on your mind"
This is the song I chose to end with because to me it has so many different meanings. "She" can be literally anyone or anything going on in your life that your trying to get over and that life just won't let you. So That's why this song means so much to me because by the end of the song it seems the singer is still in his position but he's going to try his best to get there.
And that's all you can ever ask of someone.
Always remember: Life Sucks, but it's gonna be a while before you die, so still try and make the most of it. -Fonts 2016
Love and Good Vibes always,
Fonts
Monday, February 29, 2016
Coming Home (for a bit)
So it is 1:33am on Tuesday morning and I should be in bed...
But I had a small coffee at 9:45pm and I hate myself so I'll me up a good hour or two more, figured I might as well write something on here to pass the time.
As all maybe of you who read this know, I'll be back in Lil Rhody this weekend ever so briefly before I embark on my first college spring break experience in Orlando, that will make it up here I'm sure, so wait for that. But I got talking with my classics professor today who just so happened to get his Masters at Brown and spent a bit of time in RI about the puny little state and it got me a bit home sick. Like anyone else who's lived in that place for a considerable amount of time I have a soft spot for it while wanting to be as far from it as possible. Which means I'm pretty excited to spend 3 days there this weekend and then a helluva a lot more there over the summer. There are things you just miss, like the beaches and the food and the familiar roads, and mostly the people. For me, seeing some of my favorite people every time I go back is definitely the best part of the trip. So this weekend I'm hoping to squeeze out some good times before I depart Tuesday night. Hit me up cause I definitely want to spend some quality chill time in RI.
On a totally unrelated note I don't think I've ever shown anyone the scraps of paper in my green note book, I pulled it out of drawer this evening and remembered how cool it was. So if you read this and are interested, just ask and I can show you some of the stupid shit that goes through my head that I unfortunately write down/ draw/ scribble then ask me about it some time. It won't bite... I think.
So that's all for today,
Text, Call, Don't be a stranger,
And good luck on any tests/ finals you have coming up!
Fonts
But I had a small coffee at 9:45pm and I hate myself so I'll me up a good hour or two more, figured I might as well write something on here to pass the time.
As all maybe of you who read this know, I'll be back in Lil Rhody this weekend ever so briefly before I embark on my first college spring break experience in Orlando, that will make it up here I'm sure, so wait for that. But I got talking with my classics professor today who just so happened to get his Masters at Brown and spent a bit of time in RI about the puny little state and it got me a bit home sick. Like anyone else who's lived in that place for a considerable amount of time I have a soft spot for it while wanting to be as far from it as possible. Which means I'm pretty excited to spend 3 days there this weekend and then a helluva a lot more there over the summer. There are things you just miss, like the beaches and the food and the familiar roads, and mostly the people. For me, seeing some of my favorite people every time I go back is definitely the best part of the trip. So this weekend I'm hoping to squeeze out some good times before I depart Tuesday night. Hit me up cause I definitely want to spend some quality chill time in RI.
On a totally unrelated note I don't think I've ever shown anyone the scraps of paper in my green note book, I pulled it out of drawer this evening and remembered how cool it was. So if you read this and are interested, just ask and I can show you some of the stupid shit that goes through my head that I unfortunately write down/ draw/ scribble then ask me about it some time. It won't bite... I think.
So that's all for today,
Text, Call, Don't be a stranger,
And good luck on any tests/ finals you have coming up!
Fonts
Thursday, February 4, 2016
If You Don't Slow Down...
whale.
Whale.
WHALE.
LOOK WHAT WE HAVE HERE!
LOOK WHO DECIDED TO SHOW UP FOR ONCE AND WRITE SOMETHING!
~oh~
~hey there everyone~
~long time no see~
~I'm not dead (I promise)~
~and I have a lot to catch you up on~
~please don't hurt me~
So, here I am, in decent health, a semester and 4.5 weeks into sophomore year and finally writing for the first time in a long, long time. Since I last wrote I have been to the World Series, had Thanksgiving, sat up sleepless while my grandma almost died, twice, did Christmas break, hung with the whole squad in bits and pieces, recorded with Chris Piquette for the first time (me personally) got dean's list at school (a lot harder at college) and got back to school, went to Cuba on a life changing trip, organized a cross country road trip, planned spring break in Orlando and managed to work 13 hours a week and keep my grades up this semester.
Now, that may be a little over whelming and if you want more details on any of those, shoot me at text, you know you want to, I'd be glad to elaborate on almost every point. Really what writing that paragraph (run on sentence) showed me was that I have done A LOT in the last 6 months or so and that I should count my blessings and be unbelievably happy with the life I've been given, and I am. But I also am a long term thinker in the sense that I really am always looking at how all this stuff I've done will impact me going forward. And right now I have no complaints, my future is looking like it will be filled with travel, music and friendship with are probably my top 3 things (not in any particular order).
Some details:
Cuba was a life changing experience. For those that do not know, I am half Cuban on my dad's side and this trip gave me just an in depth and unbelievably real look into the life, well being and history of the island 90 miles from Key West FL. The food was incredible, the cigars were impeccable, the rum was well remembered despite our best efforts and the friends were life time on this tropical island that I can foresee in the not too distant future changing drastically. If you ever get a chance like I did, do not think twice, take that chance and I promise you will never regret it.
The World Series: I know a lot (most) [maybe all] of you have no interest in sports, but this is my blog so shut up. The New York Mets have been and always will be my favorite sports franchise and they were in the World Series this year which lead my dad and I to fly into New York on a cold October Weekend and have the kind of emotional experience that I can only relate to being at the biggest concert your favorite artist has ever put on. Slightly different because a concert cannot end in defeat like my dad and my trip went, but none the less it was amazing and I will always remember it.
Christmas break was eventful as all hell, I got to meet my friend C's new girl friend, she's a nice gal and I like them together. I got to meet Gibb's bae too, she gives me a hard time because he like me more, but that's what you have to deal with when you date Gibb. Tom even has acquired ye old ball and chain and I met her for like 40 minutes on New Years, seems nice enough though. Haven't met Maeve's new boyfriend Liam but apparently we have a lot in common, I guess that will come. Some of the best times over break though were just hanging out around campus and stuff with the OG crew, the afternoon at Claire's and Christmas Concert with the old boys were definitely highlights. Finally recording with Chris Piquette has always been a darling in studio and helped us write, let alone record our newest 6 song EP that's gonna be out this May. That studio week was fun as all fun and I love working with all da boyz in Everything or Nothing on these records. So that was my winter break which flew me right back to Richmond where I left the next day for Cuba.
Since I've gotten back to school I've been virtually buried in the day to day of this place. Life really runs here. When you have papers to write and books to read and a 3 hour shift that night and 4.5 hour shift the next day with a quiz... you get what I'm saying. Any way, so I'm writing now because I honestly feel like I'm in the best place I've been, probably ever. Sometimes I like to think back to Senior year which is really when I made a lot of my life long friends and I like to think that that was a huge high point in my life. But looking at myself now, as an individual I think I can say that now, with all those close, life time friends, and a couple hand-fulls of new friends I am in the best place I've ever been. Sure some things could be better, I could always have a few extra bucks, or a slightly nicer car, but that's all gravy on the piping hot plate of food that is my life right now. Long and the short of it is that I think I'm finally ready to dig in and start enjoying it instead of worrying about how things will work out and just trust that they will. I don't want to jinx it but things seem pretty great right now. And I encourage everyone who reads this to look around and count your blessings because I bet for every rotten thing going on in your life you can find three positives. That's just the mood I'm in which is weird because I have to be up at 7:15 tomorrow morning to go shadow a teacher at a high school, which, for all of you non-college students, is an ungodly hour of the morning.
Well I hope this has sated your hunger for the moment. My phone is always on, trust me, so please, please, please don't be a stranger and drop me a text or call me. I promise I'll get back to you that day. If you don't have my number, tough, find someone who does.
And on top of all this, here's some gravy for old times
These are all covers by Scott Bradlee's Post Modern Jukebox, you don't HAVE to listen to the covers, but I highly recommended every single one of them.
1. I Want it That Way (Originally by the Backstreet Boys)
2. Pompei (Originally by Bastille)
3. Steal My Girl (Originally by One Direction)
4. Creep (Originally by Radiohead)
5. Shake It Off (Originally by T swizzle)
6. Titanium (Originally by Sia)
7. Rude (Originally by Magic!)
8. Stacy's Mom (Originally by Fountains of Wayne)
9. Maps (Originally by Maroon 5)
10. Sugar We're Going Down (Originally by Fallout Boy)
Always wishing the best,
Matthew Raul Fonts
Whale.
WHALE.
LOOK WHAT WE HAVE HERE!
LOOK WHO DECIDED TO SHOW UP FOR ONCE AND WRITE SOMETHING!
~oh~
~hey there everyone~
~long time no see~
~I'm not dead (I promise)~
~and I have a lot to catch you up on~
~please don't hurt me~
So, here I am, in decent health, a semester and 4.5 weeks into sophomore year and finally writing for the first time in a long, long time. Since I last wrote I have been to the World Series, had Thanksgiving, sat up sleepless while my grandma almost died, twice, did Christmas break, hung with the whole squad in bits and pieces, recorded with Chris Piquette for the first time (me personally) got dean's list at school (a lot harder at college) and got back to school, went to Cuba on a life changing trip, organized a cross country road trip, planned spring break in Orlando and managed to work 13 hours a week and keep my grades up this semester.
Now, that may be a little over whelming and if you want more details on any of those, shoot me at text, you know you want to, I'd be glad to elaborate on almost every point. Really what writing that paragraph (run on sentence) showed me was that I have done A LOT in the last 6 months or so and that I should count my blessings and be unbelievably happy with the life I've been given, and I am. But I also am a long term thinker in the sense that I really am always looking at how all this stuff I've done will impact me going forward. And right now I have no complaints, my future is looking like it will be filled with travel, music and friendship with are probably my top 3 things (not in any particular order).
Some details:
Cuba was a life changing experience. For those that do not know, I am half Cuban on my dad's side and this trip gave me just an in depth and unbelievably real look into the life, well being and history of the island 90 miles from Key West FL. The food was incredible, the cigars were impeccable, the rum was well remembered despite our best efforts and the friends were life time on this tropical island that I can foresee in the not too distant future changing drastically. If you ever get a chance like I did, do not think twice, take that chance and I promise you will never regret it.
The World Series: I know a lot (most) [maybe all] of you have no interest in sports, but this is my blog so shut up. The New York Mets have been and always will be my favorite sports franchise and they were in the World Series this year which lead my dad and I to fly into New York on a cold October Weekend and have the kind of emotional experience that I can only relate to being at the biggest concert your favorite artist has ever put on. Slightly different because a concert cannot end in defeat like my dad and my trip went, but none the less it was amazing and I will always remember it.
Christmas break was eventful as all hell, I got to meet my friend C's new girl friend, she's a nice gal and I like them together. I got to meet Gibb's bae too, she gives me a hard time because he like me more, but that's what you have to deal with when you date Gibb. Tom even has acquired ye old ball and chain and I met her for like 40 minutes on New Years, seems nice enough though. Haven't met Maeve's new boyfriend Liam but apparently we have a lot in common, I guess that will come. Some of the best times over break though were just hanging out around campus and stuff with the OG crew, the afternoon at Claire's and Christmas Concert with the old boys were definitely highlights. Finally recording with Chris Piquette has always been a darling in studio and helped us write, let alone record our newest 6 song EP that's gonna be out this May. That studio week was fun as all fun and I love working with all da boyz in Everything or Nothing on these records. So that was my winter break which flew me right back to Richmond where I left the next day for Cuba.
Since I've gotten back to school I've been virtually buried in the day to day of this place. Life really runs here. When you have papers to write and books to read and a 3 hour shift that night and 4.5 hour shift the next day with a quiz... you get what I'm saying. Any way, so I'm writing now because I honestly feel like I'm in the best place I've been, probably ever. Sometimes I like to think back to Senior year which is really when I made a lot of my life long friends and I like to think that that was a huge high point in my life. But looking at myself now, as an individual I think I can say that now, with all those close, life time friends, and a couple hand-fulls of new friends I am in the best place I've ever been. Sure some things could be better, I could always have a few extra bucks, or a slightly nicer car, but that's all gravy on the piping hot plate of food that is my life right now. Long and the short of it is that I think I'm finally ready to dig in and start enjoying it instead of worrying about how things will work out and just trust that they will. I don't want to jinx it but things seem pretty great right now. And I encourage everyone who reads this to look around and count your blessings because I bet for every rotten thing going on in your life you can find three positives. That's just the mood I'm in which is weird because I have to be up at 7:15 tomorrow morning to go shadow a teacher at a high school, which, for all of you non-college students, is an ungodly hour of the morning.
Well I hope this has sated your hunger for the moment. My phone is always on, trust me, so please, please, please don't be a stranger and drop me a text or call me. I promise I'll get back to you that day. If you don't have my number, tough, find someone who does.
And on top of all this, here's some gravy for old times
These are all covers by Scott Bradlee's Post Modern Jukebox, you don't HAVE to listen to the covers, but I highly recommended every single one of them.
1. I Want it That Way (Originally by the Backstreet Boys)
2. Pompei (Originally by Bastille)
3. Steal My Girl (Originally by One Direction)
4. Creep (Originally by Radiohead)
5. Shake It Off (Originally by T swizzle)
6. Titanium (Originally by Sia)
7. Rude (Originally by Magic!)
8. Stacy's Mom (Originally by Fountains of Wayne)
9. Maps (Originally by Maroon 5)
10. Sugar We're Going Down (Originally by Fallout Boy)
Always wishing the best,
Matthew Raul Fonts
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